Overlord Geya'rah: The three banners in this camp will be known to any true orc. Tell me of them, or it's the executioner's blade for you both!
Eitrigg: The Blackrock... my own clan. We were proud orc... fierce soldiers. But we were deceived by Gul'dan's fel magic and did... terrible things.
Eitrigg: The Warsong clan struggled for generations against the ogres. Though vastly outnumbered. Grommash Hellscream led his people to a great victory over the Highmaul.
Eitrigg: Durotan was chieftain of the Frostwolves. Never have I known a more honorable orc. He was a true leader who loved his people. I miss his wisdom.
Overlord Geya'rah: Your words stir my heart, old one. We still honor the history of our clans, though we stand united as the Mag'har. But you have yet to prove--
Grommash Hellscream: Enough! I will judge the prisoners for myself, Geya'rah.
Grommash Hellscream: It has been many years since I set eyes upon a green-skinned orc. And this one at your side is... familiar. You come from Azeroth.
Eitrigg: Indeed. I am Eitrigg, and this is <player>, champion of the Horde.
Grommash Hellscream: Eitrigg... I knew an Eitrigg who served Blackhand. He was an honorable orc who died in glorious battle.
Eitrigg: And the Grommash Hellscream I knew gave his life to free us from the grip of demons. A worthy death.
Grommash Hellscream: Well then here we are... two old ghosts. Why have you returned to Draenor after all this time?
Eitrigg: Heroes from my world once freed yours from the grip of tyrants. Now Azeroth faces a similar threat, so we have come to ask repayment of that debt.
Overlord Geya'rah: Do you think us fools?! Warchief, we cannot pledge our soldiers to these off-worlders. Not when we face foes of our own!
Grommash Hellscream: Durotan owed a debt to these heroes, Geya'rah, same as I. You dishonor your father's spirit with your outburst. Still... you have given me an idea...
